A million bicycles and mushroom islands
April 25th 2006 From Siem Reap, I flew to Hanoi, because time was not of luxury and I had to skidaddle. When I got out of the airport in Hanoi, there was a huge, loud Korean tour group. One of the guys came over and asked me if I was Korean. I said yes, and since I met his racial profiling (j/k), he invited me to ride in their luxurious Hyundai tour bus into the main city. It was pretty funny being in the bus wit
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